THE SUNNY SIDE OF LIFE
Clean Comics That Will Amuse Both Old and Young
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clothes and other clap-trap, and
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The Girl Who
Was Afraid
By EDITH LOCKETT HOSMER
? McClure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service.
H RUELLA ENLLY was afraid of
life, though she never admitted
it even to herself except in mo
ments of deep reflection. She feared
that her lack of courage would
cause her to fail miserably in a
critical moment. You see, one of
her great-granduncles had been a
deserter in the Civil war, and though
the Enllys had done such noble
deeds that that dishonor had been
lived down and almost forgotten,
Druella herself never quite forgot
the wretched story.
Now, everyone agreed that Druel
la was a lovely girl, and most of
all John Hallen. That was what
worried Druella ? having John, a re
turned war hero, think her so won
derful when she believea herself to
Jl&a silly coward.
""You don't know the real me,"
she had parried when he had urged
her to marry him. But that had
made him smile fondly at her and
urge her the more. She was thinking
of all these things now as she en
tered the old farmhouse which was
her home.
"Here she is to speak for herself.
Mrs. Dana," her mother said.
"Well, it's a lot to ask ywu, Druel
la," began Mrs. Dana, a neighbor,
"but, you see, my husband's father
is very ill and we must go at once
if we want to see him. Of course, it's
impossible to take the children, and
you're the only one I'd feel safe to
leave them with ? " begged the
woman.
it was nut until uic tiuiuica hou
quieted down for the night that she
noticed how still the house was, how
ghastly the shadows seemed, and
how comforting the lights. She did
little needless tasks to occupy her
mind, then she slipped upstairs to
look at the children. Ann wanted
her doll and James wanted a drink,
and the baby wailed to be taken up.
Irresistibly drawn to the cuddle
some babe, she gathered him up in
her arms and, humming softly, went
down the stairs.
As she reached the bottom step
and turned to go into the living
room, she became aware of a pres
ence, a feeling that she was not
alone. Her heart pounded violent
ly, fear enveloped her. And then she
saw seated at the table a strange
figure. Though the object wore the
clothes of a man, it did not appear
to be quite human. Yes, it looked
almost as if it were part man and
part beast. Its head and face were
covered with a growth of unkempt
hair and its eyes moved wildly
about. Druella wanted to scream,
but her throat was parched with
fright.
"Come in, girl," the thing com
manded.
She wanted to run, to drop the
baby, her thought but for herself,
but she felt a tiny hand tighten its
grasp on her finger, and suddenly
she, herself, seemed no longer im
portant.
"What can I do for you?" she
asked in a voice remarkably
natural.
"Ye can get me supper and
clothes," barked the stranger.
"Why, of course," she conceded,
"but let me first put the baby to
bed."
"No," bellowed the caller, with
evident suspicion. "Put the brat on
the sofa there."
Without protesting further, she
did as he commanded, then hurried
to the pantry. He dogged her steps,
and with his eyes followed her every
movement until at last she placed ,
the food before him. She quivered
to watch him eat, and trembled
every time he reached for the blunt
knife she had given him.
Suddenly he arose, and going over
to the sofa, bent over the baby and
put his gnarled hands about its
tiny throat.
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have fought, though against his
brute strength it would have been a
futile battle. It was brain, not
brawn, that must win, she realized.
"Don't waken the baby," was all
she said. "Let's go upstairs for
clothes for you."
It seemed black hours before he
released his hold on the infant, who
only smiled in his sleep. Then the
girl and her visitor went up the
stairs.
"If you'll step into that closet and
pick out what you want," invited
the girl. Her tone, so natural, took
the man off his guard, so that in his
hasty eagerness, the cunning one
) forgot his suspicions.
Druella's mind had planned every
movement, and with a bang the
closet door closed, and she |
turned the key in the lock. '
There was not a moment to !
lose, for the door was already quiv- |
ering against the rage of the mad- '
man, and she rushed to the tele- !
phone to summon help.
It was not until the wanderer had
been escorted back to the hospital
and John nad come that Druella
found time to give way to tears.
"I was so afraid at first. Why, it
was only when I forgot myself that
I seemed to get the courage to go
on," she explained, half to herself.
"Brave little one." murmured
John fondly. "That's all the courage
is ? forgetting one's self."
The baby in Druella's arms clung
tightly to her finger? a symbol of all
the trust* that might come to her,
but Druella only smiled and opened
her eyes very wide as il she wanted
to meet life face to face. She was no
longer afraid of anything!
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There's an added thrill to lunch
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Pattern .,768
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the ease with which these charm
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doilies shown; an illustration of
them and of the stitches used ;
material requirements.
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Accuracy
Accuracy is of rpuch impor
tance, and an invariable mark of
good training in a man. Accuracy
in observation, accuracy i n
speech, accuracy in the transac
tiorToTaffairs. ? Smiles.
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others ? lolls young and eggs, too. Sprinkle
along windows, doors, any place where ants
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In Detail
To know things perfectly, we
should know them in detail; but
as this is almost infinite, our
knowledge is always superficial
and imperfect.
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Rivalry and Pride
Nothing is ever done beautifully,
arhich is done in rivalship ; nor
nobly, which is done in pride.?
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Help Them Cleanse the Blood
of Harmful Body Waste
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body machinery.
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anxiety and loss of pap sad strength.
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order may ba burning. acaaty or to*
frequent urination.
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treatment Is wiaar thaa neglect. Daa
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new frieoda lor Bora than forty yeara.
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